Coulda been a day from Sunday
First of all, if you are ever experiencing writers' block, may I recommend a squeeful dinner with belmanoir to help get you unstuck? ("Unsuck," I just wrote, and yes, hopefully that too. HEE.)
ALSO, I would just like to declare that MY CAR IS FINALLY DONE, after being in the shop for 3 weeks, post-rear-ending. I am excited to get my car itself back, since the Kia Optima I have been driving feels remarkably like it's made out of tin, but also? I WANT MY STEREO BACK. Not that my stereo system is super-awesome, or anything, but the speakers in my rental car SUCK DONKEY BALLS, and the iPod input is tenuous at best (and doesn't charge, which is extremely annoying), and therefore I have not had the satisfaction of truly cranking the Headstones for all this time, which is sort of like being joyously reunited with an old friend/flame and then having your contact with them restricted to pressing your face up against the glass of a foggy window. NOT ACCEPTABLE. So yeah. CAR BACK, PLZ.
However, I am here today for a very serious public service announcement, namely: we are all prepared for the zombie apocalypse, of course. (I believe my title in the post-apocalyptic enclave will be "Sal's Fic Monkey." BEHOLD MY USEFUL SKILLS.) But are you prepared for... THE ALPACALYPSE?
AIIIIIIEEEEEEEE. (Hey, it's been a long week, I'm a little punchy. YOU'RE WELCOME.) (Seriously, though, that picture is fucking disturbing.) Have a good weekend, y'all. ♥
P.S. *koff*the_headstones*koff* Still under construction! But there! Thanks, malnpudl!
ALSO, I would just like to declare that MY CAR IS FINALLY DONE, after being in the shop for 3 weeks, post-rear-ending. I am excited to get my car itself back, since the Kia Optima I have been driving feels remarkably like it's made out of tin, but also? I WANT MY STEREO BACK. Not that my stereo system is super-awesome, or anything, but the speakers in my rental car SUCK DONKEY BALLS, and the iPod input is tenuous at best (and doesn't charge, which is extremely annoying), and therefore I have not had the satisfaction of truly cranking the Headstones for all this time, which is sort of like being joyously reunited with an old friend/flame and then having your contact with them restricted to pressing your face up against the glass of a foggy window. NOT ACCEPTABLE. So yeah. CAR BACK, PLZ.
However, I am here today for a very serious public service announcement, namely: we are all prepared for the zombie apocalypse, of course. (I believe my title in the post-apocalyptic enclave will be "Sal's Fic Monkey." BEHOLD MY USEFUL SKILLS.) But are you prepared for... THE ALPACALYPSE?
AIIIIIIEEEEEEEE. (Hey, it's been a long week, I'm a little punchy. YOU'RE WELCOME.) (Seriously, though, that picture is fucking disturbing.) Have a good weekend, y'all. ♥
P.S. *koff*the_headstones*koff* Still under construction! But there! Thanks, malnpudl!